Mifael
Mount Kilimanjaro is 5900 metres high and,
You have to visit it to see the beauty that it shares;
But like an affable gentleman in the midst of ladies,
I have what it takes to love you.
Humble and respectful,
To a virtual standstill to receive visitors;
And my love for you is like Mount Kilimanjaro.
Mifael, explore my mind to reach out to my love;
For we are one-on-one on this sweet love.
A lot of memories of the school days,
Like the 'Impulse Night Club' next door;
But i will be very high above all standards to you like,
Mount Kilimanjaro among the lot.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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One more time for M'lady Ernestine
I yearn to see the dragons fly.
Just one more time before I die
As I did so long ago.
Around Mount Kilimanjaro
I slept beneath the moonlit sky
and often saw the dragons fly.
It was a privilege to see
the dragons dancing gracefully
But I fell ill and had to go
back to the city far below.
Where the doctors treating me
convinced me it was fantasy.
Induced by fever of the brain.
When I was fully fit again
a crisis in the family.
Meant that I was no longer free
To indulge my wanderlust
I had no choice but to adjust
to the rules of society.
I am sure where I’d rather be.
In Africa where I could see
The silver dragons flying free.
I know I have not long to live
But what I have I’d gladly give.
To see the dragons one last time
To see them circle swoop and climb
Around mount Kilimanjaro
As I did so long ago.
Wednesday,15 September 2010
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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I went out to Mount Kilimanjaro, which I thought was very beautiful, but there were a lot of people there.
quote by Ralph Fiennes
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Maria
Maria, your love is so amazing to me!
And i will stand by you like the well of water.
You are with a view of love so sweet,
And your love is the mountain firm beneath my feet.
Your love is amazing,
Your love is steady,
Your love is unchanging,
And your love is like a mystery to me;
How it gently lifts me up so high than Mount Everest!
Maria, your love makes me sing;
And when i am surrounded by you,
Your love carries me so high!
I am love with you and i can feel your love rising me up;
And all the joy that is growing deep inside of me is because of you.
Your love is very surprising,
Your love is very gentle,
Your love is very sweet,
And your love is like a mystery to me;
How it gently lifts me so high than Mount Everest!
And every time that i do see you,
Your sweetness shines through me like the sweet land of roses.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Enter Into Her World
Enter into the world so sweet!
The world full of names to crown the day;
Enter into the world so sweet!
Ethel is your name so sweet for an identity.
You are the window of my heart,
You are the joy of my taste;
Just like an apple-pie on acreamed cake.
Enter into the world so sweet,
Just like trying Pawpaw with Rice and Chicken!
The world that emits true love to us all;
Oh, what a beautiful world full of names.
Like Ethel in the order of love,
Enter into her world so sweet like,
The low-tides and the high-tides;
Enter into her world so sweet!
Oh earth, hear the echoes of my joy to meet her;
Love emitting from the highlands of Mile-Eleven.
Enter into her world so sweet like,
True love emitting from McCarty Hill! !
Enter into her parlour to meet her true love.
She has a message for you and i,
So enter into her world so sweet;
Like a true lover among the names.
Who said it was not possible?
When, impossibilities are made possible!
Who said that, she will not reply?
When, her heart yearns for love;
Like a mango tree next to an apple tree.
Far beyond her scope is her vision of love,
Moving to and fro in search of a landing pad;
If it isn't love then,
Why will you enter into her parlour?
Far beyond the scope are hills and mountains to pass by.
Like Mount Kilimanjaro to Mount Afajato is,
Her game of love to call by;
So, embrace her kindness and guide her on.
Like the paradise cream of Acapulco Bay,
Hanging in a distance is the echoes of her love;
Yes, the future is the better place to live in.
Enter into her world so sweet with your muse,
Where the future is still unknown;
Exchanging from the past to the present.
A sweet poem for her love,
A sweet muse of her love,
Like Dragon and Tiger from the far East! !
Examples of her name to all mankind;
Look, that's the beauty of her name.
Enter into the world so sweet with,
All the muses you know about;
Hailing from the cold to the heat with,
Extinguishing flames of love to show!
Taking shapes and attitudes,
Enter into her world so sweet.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Elishama
Undo the riddle and learn my muse,
For it is like a show among the stars of love;
But you will either take a bus or trek to school on this issue.
The custom of the people are in vain but,
They do feel pain when you teach them;
Because, their ears are very hard like the metal of a train!
Massebah is in the House of Baal and,
My people love it so;
For they are too blind to the truth.
Elishama, imbue us with proper morals and ethics;
But at the dark side of love, do give us the light to move on.
Learn like the Smokey Mountains,
Love like the Mount Kilimanjaro,
And teach like the Mississippi River;
For a compelling charm and a dashing smile on your face.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Joana
You are my glory and joy,
You are my love and peace,
You are my hope and care,
Even though i am absent in the flesh,
I am with you in spirit!
Tribulations will come but,
I will never leave you my love;
And beware of those who lead you away like a prize.
To fall into various temptations is part of man,
And of your beauty as laid down to me;
For you are my glory and joy on this side of the river.
Open your love always to me and let me direct you,
And be on guard that no one takes you away from me;
For the mount of your love is like the mount of your peace.
Joana is your name so sweet and you are full of joy and passion,
So be on your guard that no one takes you away like a prize;
For i wm in love with you and i need your romance!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Hayloft
Through all the pleasant meadow-side
The grass grew shoulder-high,
Till the shining scythes went far and wide
And cut it down to dry.
Those green and sweetly smelling crops
They led the waggons home;
And they piled them here in mountain tops
For mountaineers to roam.
Here is Mount Clear, Mount Rusty-Nail,
Mount Eagle and Mount High;--
The mice that in these mountains dwell,
No happier are than I!
Oh, what a joy to clamber there,
Oh, what a place for play,
With the sweet, the dim, the dusty air,
The happy hills of hay!
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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Bash
I have a running-nose and you have arunning-sore but,
Who is running to Mount Kilimanjaro? ! !
For the person who brought you here have deceived you,
And i will meet you at the convenient time.
There are no gold mines over here!
But i will come along with Bash to meet you;
For he is my brother and,
It is very excellent to be with you and to show you the way.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mount Kilimanjaro
Very often I dream Africa,
Where I belonged to the land in my previous births.
Once I talked friendly with mount Kilimanjaro.
'I want to draw you on a canvas for an Exhibition.'
'First you have to climb my dear painter.'
But I missed several occasions and never tried again.
Now when I see her in my dreams as a sculptor
She acts like a stranger
And never talk about our bygone incidents.
I feel like a dwarf beneath the mountain.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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The Sweet Vessels
Are you thirsty of love?
Then do come to the sweet vessels of my home and drink;
Are you hungry for love?
Then do attach yourself to the sweet vessels in my room;
Are you lonely without love?
Then do bring yourself to the sweet bed of roses of my love;
Because i do have enough to make glad always.
Like to drink the tea from Kenya,
Come to me before the hand of the clock changes;
And do not accept fake offers from others.
Come to me like Mount Everest,
Which is 8850 metres high;
And share my love like cocoa from Ghana.
I am the one to satisfy you,
I am the one who really understands who you are;
Because i do have enough to make you glad always.
Come to my love,
Come and see where true love lies.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I fly away from Tanzania
I fly away from Tanzania
and as the plane turns
over Dar es-Salaam,
I see the statue
of the black man
breaking his chains
and I wonder
who is really free
in a land of poverty?
The sea is dark blue
and a flotilla of small boats
are carrying tobacco, coffee
and cotton to ships
in the deeper water.
The great country
stretches out under the plane
and the massai mara planes
looks as if it goes on
into infinity
and I plan to visit
the Serengeti National Park,
to go to Zanzibar
and to climb mount mount Kilimanjaro
when I return
Three weeks of erecting cell phone towers
flew past in a blink of a eye
and I am going home again
and the Nyasa Lake
passes like a blue sea
under the plane.
Johannesburg international is hot
and it’s the beginning of spring
and the Wimpy has got
cheap burgers
and bottomless Coke
and I drink
as if coming out of the desert
and it’s great to be back
in my own country again.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Dorothy's Response
There is an eminence amongst our hills.
There is a deep quiet in its height.
A man I love of lofty mind
Shares with that mount its quiet.
I admire the quiet.
I seem to require it,
Though it limpens his love for me.
If I wasn't so dotty
Instead of 'YOUR EMINENCE'
I'd have called it 'MOUNT DOROTHY'.
poem by Douglas Scotney
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Beautiful Mount Fuji
Beautiful Mount Fuji,
How are you?
Oh glory wonderland!
I am a passerby to say hello to you.
All the nations have heard about you,
From the morning frost to a picture at dawn;
Oh glory, glory, glory wonderland! !
Mount Fuji is your name.
Beautiful Mount Fuji how are you?
You already know my name since,
I am your frequent visitor;
All the nations have heard about you as well,
Like the precious stones on our necks.
I only need to climb you once to gain wisdom,
Beautiful Mount Fuji how are you?
I have hopes and dreams like all the visitors around;
Oh glory wonderland.
With Fujiyama as sight to play a role,
Come in the night and see her wonders;
Beautiful Mount Fuji,
I do respect you a lot.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Blink of an Eye
In a blink of an eye
You make me smile
That, I cannot deny
You make me smile
Lying next to you
It's all worthwhile
Lying next to you
Dreams of tomorrow
From out of the blue
Dreams of tomorrow
Us-forever and a day
Like Mount Kilimanjaro
Us-forever and a day
For loving you
Will never be pass'e
poem by Charles Hancock
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I Love You In Neon Light
I would write I love you
In neon lights
I would have it in marquee
In Las Vegas down town
In the Champs-Elysees of Paris
I will go to Africa
To the Kilimanjaro mountains
And will have sign
I love you on the top
I love you unconditionally
So you know
I will have the sign for you
Every place you go
I will have it
Even if I go to
Tibet or mountain Everest
So I love you
And you remember that
Any place you go
poem by Sherif Monem
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Her courtesy
She wakes up every morning,
Straight to the help of humanity,
A philanthropist i label,
She has passion for mankind,
Mount Isa she resides
The weather so unbearable,
Yet she works all day,
The media follows her always,
She has priceless purity
Mount Isa she resides
I wish to see the mountains,
Explore the mines with her,
Feel the heat together,
The blazing sun so bright,
Mount Isa here i come
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Mucho Mungo/mt. Elga
Mucho mungo, sweet thing,
Sweetest little thing i've ever seen.
It must have been a sweet dream,
Brought you here,
Brought you through the sorrow
And the tears.
C'est la, c'est la, c'est la vie,
Sail upon the ocean, sail with me.
Sail into tomorrow ev'ry day,
Just looking for the sunshine
Through the haze.
But wait! what's this
I see?
Could it be?
Mount elga, mount elga,
A high mountain,
I climb as i'm dreaming, a-huh.
Mount elga, mount elga,
A high mountain,
I climb as i'm dreaming,
Catching me hell.
To climb this hill
The more i try to climb,
I'm slipping still.
Me body run down,
Me feeling weak.
The more i try to climb up
This mountain peak.
Mucho mungo, sweet thing,
Sweetest little thing since sweet sixteen.
C'est la, c'est la, c'est la vie,
Sail across the ocean,
Sail with me.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Sweet Love
Show me it river that's so deep
Show me a mountain so high
I'll show you love that'll last forever
Flying high so high
Show me a place where dream are for dreamers
And all the things you wish come true
I'd wish the world had all happy people
The there'd be no more wishing to do
Oh sweet love
Oh well well sweet sweet love
Oh woo hoo sweet love
Sweet love that comes through the age
Reach out and touch my soul
Give my life so much meaning
And everyone a heart of gold
Oh sweet love
Hh love sweet love
Oh woo hoo sweet love
I know you're searching
I know you're searching for love and peace and understanding
And I know it's been hard trying to find your way.
But you've got to keep on searching harder day by day
Cos this love, love the only way
Oh sweet love
Oh love sweet sweet love
Oh woo hoo sweet love
When you're down and out and you can't see your way
Just call on love
song performed by by Lionel Richie
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Tanzania In Africa
Rise up Africa!
Rise up Africans! !
Rise up Ghana!
Rise up Ghanaians! !
Rise up Tanzania!
Rise up Tanzanians! !
Tanzania oh Tanzania,
The land of my friend;
Oh Tanzania!
The land of Dr. Julius Nyerere of Africa!
You are blessed with Mount Kilimanjaro,
The land of my friend called, Dr. Ekk;
This is wher true love does span the ages.
You are the highest Mountain in Africa,
Overflowing with colours;
And the wonders of the forest are,
Tanganyika, Rukwa, Nyasa and Lake Victoria!
Oh Tanzania,
Like the hunter's gun;
Oh Tanzania,
The night falls and the rivers bring out their beauties;
So, how many rivers do i have to cross?
Rise up Tanzania,
How many mountains do i have to climb?
Of a country called Tanzania in Africa,
How many Lakes do i have to see?
Maybe, Dr. Ekk will tell me more.
This is your own son living in Shinyanga,
A noble Doctor to his people and the world;
Could it be 'Der Es Salam'?
Then, i have to learn more from these Islands too;
The Islands of Zanzibar and Pemba is what i mean.
What about Tanga?
This is on the Coastal Range with beauty;
Oh Tanzania! !
Do tell me more about yourself;
Bounded by the Indian Ocean is your love.
I am rather bounded by the South Atlantic Ocean;
Like Ghana to Dr. Kwame Nkrumah,
So is Tanzania to Dr. Julius Nyerere.
I am a Ghanaian and,
I have to learn from you as an African;
So, rise up Africa! !
From the North to the South,
Then from the East to the West;
Rise up oh Africans! !
Cos', we are all Africans.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Middle Man
There was a mountain and there were three trees
There was a good man and there were two thieves
A man called Barabas was doomed for the tree
But Jesus took the middle one and Barabas went free
I love that man in the middle because I know he first loved me
Praise to that man who died on Mount Calvary
The middle man made it possible that I could go free
A hill called Golgotha the place of a skull
No yellow flowers, no trees in bloom the scenery was so dull
Three crosses stood black and bold against a darkened sky
And not from pain but a broken heart that middle man died
I love that man in the middle because I know he first loved me
Praise to that man who died on Mount Calvary
The middle man made it possible that I could go free
I love that man in the middle because I know he first loved me
Praise to that man who died on Mount Calvary
The middle man made it possible that I could go free
Praise to that man who died on Mount Calvary
The middle man made it possible that I could go free.
song performed by by LeAnn Rimes
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